The past couple of days, I have kinda felt like a little old lady, grunting as I stand up and holding my back as I waddle down the hallway. Other than lots of cramps and one wee centimeter of dilation, all is quiet in the labor department. I'm not anxious at all. And, if I go late, I'm not freaked out. I've already been there and done that. haha. I am very hopeful and expecting lots of goodness and redemption with this birth. I have an amazing birth support team and lots of peace. Once that little boy pops out, we are popping the cork of champagne and treating this birth like a party...I want to say thank you to all my beautiful heart friends who have spoken peace, beauty and goodness over my birth with this little boy the past months. I'm really excited. Sam is antsy to hold his second son and have a new born in the house again. (Melts my heart.) I think we both feel a little more giddy with this birth because we know how amazing it is. Yeah, exhaustion and all that crazy jazz, but oh man...our new boy is almost here.
Kael's preschool's open house is tomorrow and the wedding of a dear friend and midwife that evening. So if all is quiet, we'll be partying guys. Lot's of newness and celebration. Maybe I'll go into labor on the dance floor?! How awesome would that be?!
I think we are off to get a five guys and fries burger to celebrate our due date. As I enjoy that bit of American perfection, I hope you are enjoying your weekend.
My beautiful boy,
Let's have a party soon? Wanna?